Finding Eternal Peace Page 4

  Holding his big, masculine hand in hers, she followed him through the scattering of groups. She stared at his back, strong, wide, and confident. If she focused on him, she could ignore the fact that her sister was participating in one of the groups. It broke her heart to think what Allison might be doing with the others in the room.

  With the hallway vacant, Joe picked up the pace and jogged back to their room, never letting go of Meg’s hand. He pulled her through the open door, closed it silently, and locked the door.

  Out of breath, she stood a few feet away from him. Neither of them moved. Their chests rose and fell rapidly, whether from their narrow escape, the fear of discovery, or the inevitable attraction they carried for each other, she didn’t know. She didn’t care.

  Joe waited. In his eyes, she saw him begging her to make the first move, to show him that what they planned to do was something she wanted. Not an act, not something derived from their circumstances, but a want, a need that came from inside.

  She undid the belt at her waist and let the edges of the robe fall apart. As she rotated her shoulders, the thin material slid off her arms, down her back, and puddled at her bare feet. She stood in all her glory, yet Joe didn’t move a muscle.

  “You are so beautiful.” His gaze stayed on her face.

  She smiled. “Show me.”

  “You’re sure?” He cocked an eyebrow.

  She nodded. “Positive.”

  He crossed the area between them in one long step, scooped her up in his arms, and carried her to the bed. Her hands pushed and tugged at his robe, wanting it gone. She wanted to feel his skin next to hers, nothing between them but the heat warming their bodies.

  Joe leaned back and undid the knot at his waist. She gazed down at his waist and licked her lips. Thick, hard, and tempting, his cock stood out from his body in a way that begged her hand to wrap around it.

  Grasping him beneath the swollen head, she gasped at the heat radiating off his body. The size of his cock, big and solid, matched the rest of his body.

  He lowered his mouth to her breast. Sucking her nipple, he drew in a mouthful. Her back arched off the bed. Her hand squeezed his cock in reaction to the pleasure coursing through her body.

  Shifting over to the other nipple, he licked and lavished it to a peak. “God, Red. The darkness of your nipples against your perfect pale skin makes me want to spend all my time licking, sucking. I can’t get enough.” He nipped at the hardness and pulled back to watch the sensitive skin contract even harder. “Mine. All mine.”

  He lowered his head and trailed soft licks and bites down her stomach. Her legs fell open. Her pussy dampened at the thought of that skillful tongue taking control of her clit.

  “So smooth.” He nuzzled her bare mound. “I love that you shave your pussy bare.” A male, appreciative groan came out. “Mm. Your juice smells so good.” He sucked her lower lips into his mouth, and his tongue slid up and down her slit, lapping at her cream.

  She rolled her head against the mattress. “Oh, yes.”

  Pleasure burned deep in her womb and spread out to her limbs. Her muscles relaxed, and her body rode the wonderful sensations Joe created. Oh. My. God.

  The heat of his tongue licked first one side of her clit, and then hurried to the other side. A rush of gratification surfaced at each stroke of his tongue. Rough, smooth, light, heavy, on and on, he tortured her with each blissful caress of his mouth.

  “No more. No more.” She ran her fingers through his hair. “I want…” She purred at the way he rubbed his body over her pussy, moving into position between her legs. “I want your cock.” Hooking her ankles around his ass, she pulled her pussy up to tempt him to shove his cock inside her. “I want to come.”

  He kissed her lips. “Keep that thought, Red.” He reached over to the nightstand, opened the drawer, and swore. “I forgot we’re not allowed any condoms.”

  “It’s OK. I get a shot…birth control, and I’m clean.”

  “I am too.” He grinned. “I’m going to make you come hard and fast. You’ll never forget this moment.”

  A glistening bead of precum drew her attention. She sat up, flipping her hair over one shoulder and then bending down. Her lips hovered over his cock. With a gentle flick of her tongue, she wiped the tip of him clean. “Mm…”

  Curling her tongue, she teased the sensitive ridge around and under the head of his cock. She impaled her mouth on the length of him. Relaxing her throat muscles, she took every inch she could manage, drawing him tight into her mouth. Her tongue massaged the swollen vein that ran underneath the length of his hardness.

  He fisted a handful of hair at the back of her head. “Fuck. Red.” He guided her mouth up and down. “No more. Get on your hands and knees.”

  Meg hurried to turn around and get into position. She caught her lower lip between her teeth. She wanted him. She wanted to come, but she wanted this moment to last forever. He excited her more than she’d ever thought possible.

  “Oh, Red,” he murmured.

  His tongue lapped along her slit from behind. From her clit to her anus, he covered every inch. Adding his saliva to her juice, he glided over her pussy. The sensation was so delightful, she swelled and opened under his attention.

  Thrusting her hips back and forth, she moaned. “Fuck me.” All the pleasure bubbled together and threatened to bring her to orgasm if he didn’t hurry and shove his cock in her. “Now.”

  She tossed her hair over her back. Her breath came in little pants. “Now. Joe.”

  He grabbed the ends of her hair in his fist and placed his other hand on her hip. The head of his cock sat at her entrance. He pulled her back by her hair onto his cock. An inch at a time, he entered her pussy. She trembled under the wave of sensations washing over her.

  “Oh…oh…oh.” Her arms quivered.

  Balls-deep and filling every womanly bit, Joe held himself steady, slapped her ass, and pulled his cock almost out of her pussy. “Come for me, Red.” He plunged into her depth. “Milk the cum out of me.”

  He fucked her hard, and she met each thrust. She groaned and bucked up against his pelvis. The hold on her hair pulled her head back and brought her more pleasure-pain than she could stand.

  She let her control slip and rode the sensations inside her womb. Higher and higher, she gave up and let the feelings flow, catapulting her over the edge into an orgasm. She groaned long and deep between clenched teeth. Her pussy spasmed around him. Every bump of his ball sac against her clit during his inward thrust sent her into another convulsion of delight.

  “That’s it.” Joe gave two more quick strokes of his cock, held himself tight to her ass, and moaned. “One more time, Red.” He moved his hand across her ass, circled his finger around her anus, and inserted the tip of his little finger. “Oh, fuck, yes.”

  Her pussy seized again, and Joe’s cock pulsed inside of her.

  “Aw…” His body shook with release.

  Unable to hold herself up on her arms, she laid her head down on the bed. Joe removed his finger, pulled his cock out of her pussy, and collapsed beside her on the bed. A happy, exhausted smile curved her lips.

  “That was amazing.”

  He chuckled. “Maybe that’s what Lord Stephen meant by eternal peace.”

  Chapter Six

  “I’m nervous.” Meg squeezed Joe’s hand.

  He let go and placed his arm around her shoulders. Leaning down, he kissed her temple. “I know. Pretend we’re the only ones in the room. Push out any thought of the others.”

  The lounge room was decorated with huge throw pillows scattered in the corners, bare tables, and a few couches thrown into the mix. Sexually explicit pictures dotted the room, and lamps covered with a dark fabric cast shadows against the walls. Meg shuddered. How could she be expected to relax with the knowledge that they were here to have sex with everyone else?

  “It is up to the couples to set good examples for the singles.” Lord Stephen stepped out into the middle of the room. “I hav
e left you all alone to find the comfort, the familiar, and the love for too long.” He gazed around the room, making eye contact with each one of them. “From now on, I will join you periodically to bring you deeper, higher understanding into the pyramid of Eternal Peace. As we grow in numbers, I will ask for your help in training the newcomers to our commune.”

  Shit. Megan scooted closer to Joe.

  “Carry on.” Lord Stephen motioned for them to continue. “Let me study you in various throes of passion. Give me the chance to help you as you have helped me.”

  Joe turned Megan around and cupped her face. “Breathe, Red.” He inhaled and gazed down. “Stay alert, but damned if I want you to shut out everything around you. We’ve got to pull this off.”

  “Joe?” She licked her lips. “What if he wants to…?”

  “I’ll do my best to make sure that doesn’t happen.” He laid short, soft kisses around her mouth. “Trust me. The thought of him touching you kills me.” He pulled back. “Let’s find a corner. Maybe we’ll escape his notice tonight.”

  Joe led her through the bodies sprawled across the floor, hanging off couches, and entwined in an assortment of positions, already getting in the mood. Hands reached out and stroked Meg’s body as she passed. Her heartbeat raced, and she strained to visualize Allison’s face. She’d do this for her.

  In the darkened corner, Joe placed Meg’s back against the wall and pressed himself against her. “I’ll shield you the best I can.” He opened his robe and let it fall open. “Now yours, Red.”

  She gazed around his body first.

  “No, Meg. Don’t pay them any attention. Look at me. It’s just us. Only you and me, no one else.” He nuzzled her neck. “We have the upper hand. Remember that.”

  She nodded. Closing her eyes, she slipped her hands underneath his robe and held on to his waist. His lips nibbled at the tender skin at the crook of her neck. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth. Despite her nerves, she relaxed in his embrace.

  Arching her hips forward, she pressed against Joe. The contact had him growing against her lower belly, and everything else fled her mind. This was Joe, her one ally in this place. He’d shown her a passion she’d never found before, and never expected to encounter in a place like Eternal Peace.

  “Damn, Red. Even with this shit going on, you make me hard.” He slid his hand down her side, lifted her leg, and wrapped her thigh around his hip. “I can feel your warmth.” He groaned and thrust against her, but held back from entering her moist heat.

  Megan lifted her hands to his shoulders, rose up on her toes, and urged him to make that connection that would sweep her away into another world where Lord Stephen and all his believers couldn’t enter. “Joe…Joe…”

  “Are you sure?” he whispered.

  “Yes. Do. It.” She gasped. He’d entered her fast and smooth. Her pussy soaked with juice, she accepted every inch. No longer hollow, but connected, filled. “Take me.” She moaned. “Where only…” She arched her neck. “Yes. There.”

  The pleasure built up and exploded, taking her breath away. Joe claimed her mouth and muffled her cry. Warm shots of cum filled her pussy. She relaxed against the wall, cradling Joe’s head against her cheek.

  “I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not.” His rapid breath tickled her ear. “Fuck this place. I can’t wait—”

  “Very well done, Joe and Kathy.”

  Joe’s cock slipped out of her at the sound of Lord Stephen. Megan stiffened. Her grip on Joe tightened. Not now. Please, not tonight.

  Joe remained in front of her, staring into her eyes. “Thank you, Lord Stephen.”

  “If you’d permit me…?” Lord Stephen asked.

  Meg gave a short nod and dropped her arms. Joe pulled her robe together, turned, and smiled.

  “Excuse me?” Joe stepped forward, but Meg sunk her nails into the side of his hip.

  “What can we do for you, Lord Stephen?” She stepped up beside Joe and leaned her head against his arm. “My partner has blessed me tonight.” Stick that in your ass, loser.

  “Seeing that you just found pleasure in each other, I would like it if Joe would dip his fingers inside your vessel. Show the others how much your love has grown since coming to my place.” He stepped toward Joe’s side where he could view the task he requested, and yet allow the others to watch too.

  Joe, blocking the others’ observation of her body, dipped his finger into Meg’s pussy and raised his hand. Meg blinked and kept her eyelids closed a few seconds longer. Heat crawled up her neck and settled on her cheeks. Why would someone want to see the juice they had created together?

  “This is peace, my lovers.” Lord Stephen wrapped his fingers around Joe’s wrist. “Open her robe, and gift your partner with pure peace.” He dropped his hold and nodded. “Go on. Spread it over her breast and her nipples. Let me enjoy watching them peak, and the way her body responds to the power that can be found here at Eternal Peace.”

  Rooted to the spot on the floor, Megan hid her fists in her robes and willed her body not to respond. A shiver washed over her and, despite her fight to keep from reacting to Joe’s touch, her nipples hardened into small nubs.

  “Let me also take from your breasts the peace that you share.” Lord Stephen leaned over.

  The brush of breath on the oversensitive nipple created a shudder that came from deep in her soul. She groaned at the way his tongue swiped the curve of her breast. Biting her lip, she concentrated on the moment he’d leave and give his attention to one of the other women instead.

  “Thank you, my follower,” he whispered and moved away.

  Her legs gave out. Joe caught her and held her cradled against his chest. His heart drummed against her ear. She swallowed. Tears she’d held back the whole time spilled out, wetting Joe’s robe.

  “Shh…Red. You did fine. He’s gone.” He rubbed her back. “I’ll get you out of here, but you’ll need to calm down. Everything is going to be OK.”

  Meg inhaled, blew the breath out, and drew in another lungful of air. Wiping her eyes, she mustered enough strength to hold it together. “I’m OK. Take me out of here, Joe. Please?”

  He drew her close and strode across the room. Staying out of Lord Stephen’s sight, he managed to get them both through the door without anyone stopping them. Relief flooded her body, and she shook her arms. “Shit. That guy gives me the creeps,” she hissed.

  “Come on.” He pulled her along the hallway.

  In front of the kitchen doorway, he slammed to a stop. She stumbled and hurried back to search for what drew his attention. Not understanding, she tugged on his sleeve.

  “What?” She stepped forward to get a better look.

  He pulled her back. “Run to our room. Hurry. There’s a cell phone underneath my side of the bed. Hide it in your robe and come back. I’ll be in there.” He peeked through the doorway again. “The cabinet holding all the bottles of drugs is open. I need a picture.”

  She nodded and ran.

  Seeing the hallway empty, she put all her energy into making it into the room without anyone catching her. Shutting the door, she rushed to the bed and shoved her hand between the box springs and mattress. Oh, God, where is it?

  Her pinky skimmed the phone, and she grabbed their only lifeline to the outside world. She pushed the ON button before hiding the cell in the folds of her robe and hurrying back out of the room. Not seeing anyone about, she sprinted down the hall, coming to a stop at the kitchen entrance.

  Joe leaned against the counter, moaning in apparent discomfort, playing that he was sick. Two women now stood, one on either side of him, peppering him with questions. Meg understood he had planned the distraction to give her enough time to get inside the kitchen.

  Meg stepped inside, skirted around the end of the counter and moved in beside Joe, squeezing between him and one of the women. “Joe!” She gazed into his face. “Is it…?”

  He nodded.

  “Please, can you get him some orange juice? He’s diabetic
and needs sugar.” Meg tugged at the brown-haired woman’s gown. “It’ll help him. I don’t want him to pass out.”

  The woman ran into the back room. Meg silently screamed in frustration. The other worker remained beside Joe.

  He moaned and swayed, clutching his head. Meg pushed her way in between him and the woman. God, what was she going to do? She couldn’t whip out the phone and take a picture with the other woman witnessing it.”

  “K-Kathy. Need…candy bar. Quick.” Joe tried to straighten up, but flopped back down on the counter.

  “Please. A candy bar is faster. The simple carbs will enter his system faster than orange juice.” She gazed over her shoulder. “Hurry.”

  The woman immediately ran out of the room. She squeezed Joe’s arm. “She’s gone.”

  He grabbed the phone out of Meg’s hand, checked to make sure she’d turned it on, and snapped a few pictures.

  Just as Joe slid the phone inside his robes, the first woman rushed back into the room, a full glass of juice in her outstretched hand. “Here you go. I got the juice.”

  “Thank you so much.” Meg transferred the cup to Joe’s hand. “Slowly now. You don’t want to make yourself sick.” She turned to the woman. “Thank you again.” She ducked her head. “We were…um…a little busy during lunch, and he didn’t eat. It happens if he skips any meals.”

  She nodded and backed away. The other woman approached, holding out a Snickers bar. Meg heaved a sigh and accepted the food.

  “Bless you.” The woman stepped back beside the other worker.

  “May we take these back to our room? He should probably lie down until the sugar hits his system and restores the balance.” Meg rubbed Joe’s arm.

  Both women nodded in harmony. She smiled. “Thank you again. You’ve saved his life.”

  Once out in the hall, Joe grabbed her hand and strode down the corridor to their room. Meg shut the door behind them. She stood staring at Joe. His hands were planted on his hips, his brows pulled down.

  “What’s wrong? Didn’t they come out?” She sat down on the bed.

  “Oh, they came out.” He tossed the phone on top of the mattress. “I’d like to kill that filthy bastard for everything he has done. I swear, if he ever lays another hand on—” He punched his fist. “He needs to pay for what he’s done.”